Chapter 107 How is it possible

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Huang Wuji thought for a moment when he was just about to answer Situ Mufei.

The smallest coffin in the sky suddenly burst out an unparalleled suction, and countless dead skeletons were pulled into the small coffin in an instant. The small coffin began to shake slightly, getting stronger and stronger, and the evil thorn in the universe gathered air array swarmed madly towards the small coffin.

A strong suction force that made Huang Wuji a little afraid, swallowed up all the dead gas into the small coffin in an instant. Everything must be reversed. When the dead gas merged into a small ball, a touch of green air full of vitality survived in the dead air.

At this moment, the black coffin fell one after another, revealing the golden and dazzling coffin. The golden light illuminated the whole dark world shrouded in obscurity, and the rhythmic heartbeat sounded, dong•dong•••••••••••••.

"What is it? Is the body inside alive!" Huang Wuji stared at the golden coffin and forcibly adjusted his heartbeat to avoid becoming the same frequency. It was uncomfortable to be controlled by others. With the beating of the heart in the coffin, he may bear the deficiency and let his heart explode.

Huang Wuji didn't have time to kill Situ Mufei. He had a feeling that the life in the golden coffin was about to wake up. He threw Situ Mufei out, and the five bronze armored corpses were in no particular order. He stuck the man in the middle with his arms, and he could not move except for the other parts of the head.

Huang Wuji's spiritual body was attached to the sudden jump of his feet and flew to the sky. He looked at the golden coffin closely. He had not been able to observe the size of the coffin before. Now it seems that the body inside is not too big, at most about two to three years old. It's hard to guess what's inside.

The suction of the golden coffin is getting stronger and stronger. Gradually, the dead gas used for evolution is forcibly snatched. The dead gas gathered more and more. The green essence of life exudes vitality and survives in a gray dead gas. Not only has it not weakened, but also has a strong momentum.

"I can't let it absorb it!" Huang Wuji can't wait. According to the speed of the golden coffin, how to go down and whether he can suppress it is a question.

Emperor Wuji made a one-handed seal. In an instant, the spiritual fluctuations emitted by dozens of handprints were transmitted to the pentagonal array in the sky. The pentagon suddenly burst out a series of golden light, reflecting each other with the golden coffin, but the position of the double release was different.

The golden light of the pentagonal array erected a barrier in front of the small golden coffin, blocking all the dead air out. Without the supplement of death and the essence of life, the golden coffin shook violently and seemed to be angry. The small coffin opened a crack, and a black breath spread out as if it were in the abyss of hell. The black breath contained the breath of death as if the devil was about to wake up, the world was about to wither, and everything would be destroyed.

Countless black gas is like substance, like tentacles, swaying in the void, gently touching the barrier that prevents him from absorbing dead gas. The pentagonal array is not vegetarian. It is specially arranged by Huang Wuji to prevent the leakage of sinister gas. The sealing technique is specially arranged, combined with the power of the universe gathering air array. The combined power of the two basically exceeds the original level.

Every time the dark tentacles collide with the barrier will be like electric shock, directly dispersed by the sealing force in the barrier.

However, the barrier will also become weak with each impact. Even with the help of the pentagonal sealing technique, it will not help. Under the most evil attack like the abyss of hell, Huang Wuji's existing ability cannot be fully countered.

"No, you can't let him out, otherwise no one can live!" Huang Wuji had a decision in his heart. He stretched out his hand and shot four sword-like spiritual forces from his index finger to cut off Situ Mufei's limbs, and then four spiritual forces wrapped the blood of his limbs to prevent him from passing away. There was no threat of life for the time being.

"You are so cruel!" Situ Mufei's limbs were cut off in the scream. Like a human stick, he could only look at the emperor Wuji in the sky with resentment. The hatred in his heart could be turned upside down, even if all the sea of the endless sea could not be extinguished.

Huang Wuji did not answer, but just stared at the golden coffin's every move, and the sound of evaporating like objects touching the power grid kept ringing.

"What can I do? The domineering body is fully open, and the Zen sound is like a chant!" The clothes were bursting, and Huang Wuji's body made a crackling crisp sound. The bones were constantly stretching and thickening. The hard muscles like steel spread all over the whole body, and the whole body was shrouded in golden spiritual power, and the Sanskrit sound sounded like nothing in the sky.

It can clearly be heard that there seem to be countless voices singing. When I get the three connivous Bodhi in the next life, I will be bright and blazing, shining on countless boundless worlds, with thirty-two men, eighty well-like, solemn, so that everything is as affectionate as me.

When the dark spirit of the golden coffin encountered Zen singing, it seemed to shrink a little, as if it was afraid of something, as if it had met its own nemesis. Seeing such a situation, Huang Wuji had to admire it. The ancient Buddha was indeed the first nemesis of the evil spirit in the world.

Huang Wuji's body makes him look like an ancient little giant. His white skin is like gold. You can also hear the sound of knocking on it. The surface of the skin can also be seen. One by one, his eyes are angry and his eyes are protruding, and his face is looming, holding a long man in his hand. Weapons such as knives, King Kong pestle, etc.

In Huang Wuji's thick hand, he pinched the seal barrier and cracked a crack that could let him enter. Seeing the dark atmosphere of the crack, he seemed to be excited and wanted to rush out of the crack of the barrier.

Huang Wuji shouted angrily and stood in front of the dark air. The huge spiritual power mixed with the golden fist smashed the dark air with one punch. At this time, Huang Wuji is like the living King Kong with the ancient belief of Buddhism. Every move is full of the beauty of strong ambition. Every step of Zen will sound clearly and audible, and the King Kong Dharma phase on the body will also burst out with the roar of King Kong, dispersing the dark atmosphere around.

Entering the barrier, the dark atmosphere of the golden coffin seemed to have encountered provocation. Countless dark spirits condensed and formed a huge tentacle, ten times larger than Huang Wuji. The tentacles were not fixed and constantly changed their image. Sometimes it was a horrible monster in hell, sometimes it was a miserable and dead resentment, and sometimes it was All kinds of ferocious beasts.

"Whoo-hoo•••••!" Under the isolation of the barrier, Huang Wuji seemed to have come to another world, as if he had come to the abyss.

Huang Wuji ignored the dark air and raised his steps and walked towards the golden coffin. Huang Wuji's disregard seemed to anger the horrible creatures in the golden coffin. The dark air rushed towards Huang Wuji like a torrent, trying to drown him.

"Hmm, ha...!" Huang Wuji's golden fist was covered with a faint layer of golden light. At this time, his fist seemed to be not a fist, but a long golden pestle. With a wave of his arm, countless golden lights rose dazzlingly. All the dark air close to his body was directly extinguished, and it was even impossible to restore it.

Huang Wuji will be intoxicated with the meaning of King Kong quenching Fist. The King Kong is invincible.

A big hand appeared out of thin air, covering the sky and earth to capture all the dark qi. A huge virtual shadow is growing infinitely. Every breath will have a golden light spit out of its mouth, turning into a diamond pestle, extinguishing the stubborn dark qi one by one.

The giant shadow is not someone else, but the emperor Wuji who is intoxicated in the mystery of King Kong. Now he is in a realm that he has not understood in his previous life. The King Kong Dharma condensed by the beliefs and ideas of ancient Buddhism seems to have a connection with him. The King Kong in heaven and earth, which is connoited by countless believers, seems to appear in him. In my mind, I can see a pair of huge eyes staring at me in an unknown space above the nine heavens.

He suddenly opened his eyes, and a King Kong sat in his huge pupils. If you can see it clearly, you must be able to recognize that King Kong is Emperor Wuji himself. A golden light burst out of his eyes, and a loud bang broke the dark air.

The emperor's huge palm grabbed the golden coffin. Just close to the golden coffin, a greater and more horrible dark atmosphere emanates. The dark creatures in the coffin are about to wake up, the unrivaled demon king is coming, the end of the world is coming, and the world will no longer exist.

The barrier was broken by the sudden outbreak of darkness, and the essence of death and life condensed from the outside world swarmed into the golden coffin.

Huang Wuji looked back and saw that all the zombies connected by the gas of death fell to the ground. Fortunately, all the jumping corpses had completed the evolution, 185, no more, no less, 100% of the evolution, that is to say, he had 185 masters of the elixir gas.

Huang Wuji breathed a sigh of relief. The jumping corpses without evolution are all garbage. As long as the person who knows the secret of the corpse worm, the jumping corpse is completely garbage.

In order to avoid the destruction of the bronze armored corpses in the following battles, the idea was moved, and all 185 bronze armored corpses were received storage rings. Although living things cannot be installed in the storage ring, all the copper armored corpses are dead and do not need air, and the corpses do not need air. What they need is a continuous stream of dead gas. Copper armored corpses can basically generate dead gas, and there is no problem with dead corpses and insects.

Putting all the bronze armored corpses into the storage ring, Huang Wuji looked back at the spiritual power that was absorbing the combination of the essence of death and the essence of life. Countless tentacles of darkness dragged them into the coffin crazily.

Huang Wuji's huge palm grabbed the air of death. With a muffled sound, the air of death was caught. The air of death, which was originally condensed into the size of a football, was also shaken away a lot under a grasp. Some of the breath of death that had been dispersed were also directly purified by Zen sound. Turn into nothingness.

The breath of death entering the barrier is a nemesis. Every time the Zen sound fluctuates, a lot of death gas will be extinguished and evaporated. The dark creatures in the golden coffin seem to be anxious, devouring the essence of death and the essence of life faster and faster.

"I want to come out, no way!" Huang Wuji took a deep breath, and his body soared again. One hand grasped the breath of death firmly in his hand, and the other hand wanted to cut off the connection between the two.

"Ah••••••!" Suddenly, a sharp cry came from the golden coffin, like a night owl, and the scream was extremely harsh, giving people a horrible illusion, as if countless grievances were roaring, and as if monsters were shouting in the abyss.

With the scream, the dark air suddenly became active, emitting a more horrible momentum. The dark air seemed to become a giant, grasping the other side of the essence of death and the essence of life. A small mouth full of sharp teeth appeared in the huge dark hand, the essence of devouring death and the essence of life.

It's like the sound of the stone being gnawed, the essence of death and the essence of life are disappearing little by little. Huang Wuji looks at the disappearing essence, and his heart is extremely nervous. The dark is growing vigorously. Yes, it is thriving, as if a child is gradually growing up.

Huang Wuji stimulated all the spiritual power in his body. He wanted to break the combination of the essence of death and the essence of life, but every time he failed. The combination of the two changes seemed to be the hardest material in the world. No matter how hard he tried, he could only watch the dark creatures in the golden tube become stronger.

Ka, the last muta is swallowed up, the golden coffin shakes more and more frequently, and the lid of the coffin slowly moves away, as if the demon king in the abyss wakes up and is about to destroy the world.

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"I can't let you out!" Huang Wuji was anxious, and his huge body rushed to the golden coffin. He grabbed the lid of the golden coffin and wanted to close it again, but the scene in front of him stunned him.

I saw a pink girl about two or three years old. Her long cherry-colored hair was scattered behind her back, wearing a big belly pocket, and a pair of big watery eyes couldn't help but make people pity. Her light pink cheeks seemed to drip with a gentle touch.

However, the watery big eyes were full of anger, and he opened his mouth to reveal his white jade-like teeth, and bit Huang Wuji's fingers fiercely, as if he were relieving hatred.

The hard finger like King Kong was bitten in an instant, and a drop of golden blood inadvertently dripped on the little girl's forehead. A flash of light flashed, and the little girl jumped up from the golden coffin and punched Huang Wuji's face. With a bang, her huge body flew backwards and fell into the soil.

"How is that possible!" Huang Wuji couldn't believe that he looked at the little one standing in the golden coffin, and his mood could not calm down for a long time.

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